Getting Married through Tradition

6. Reunite

"Name Leo. He's Papa's business guy. He's just like you, a new first-class SMK too. He used to study abroad, but now he's in Indonesia, and he goes to school here. You need to know too, this Leo, school while working. He's a smart kid. At a very young age, he has built his own company–. He's a great architect, a lot of people use his services. Even every time there's a miniature exhibition competition at home, he always succeeds. He facilitates himself with his own money, not from his parents. And he's got his own house, Cer! A house built with its own design. His people are good too, Cer. Papa has known him, has even met several times," Mr. Darma said excitedly.

"That means he knows, if he wants to be betrothed to Cherries, Pah! Have you seen the photo, Cherry?" ask Cherries.

"She had known about this matchmaking for a long time, because from childhood, she was always implanted to work hard and be independent by her parents. That's mandatory for boys who follow this tradition, Cer. But if it's a matter of photos, Papa has never given you a look at your photos. Em, you want Papa ...."

"No, Pah! Don't ever look at Cherry's photo with her. Em, it sounds– he's a perfect guy, Pah. Cherry is not sure, if the guy who wants to be paired with Cherry will be happy, Cherry."

"You don't have to doubt, Leo is the right mate for you,"

"But, Papa's story about Leo, too perfect, Pah. Cherries can hardly believe you're talking, Papa!"

"It's okay if you don't believe it, later, if you're married, you'll know for yourself, Cer. Papa's well acquainted with, Leo. You certainly will not regret being betrothed to him," said Mr. Darma steady.

"OK on that. We've had this conversation, Cherry wants to rest first, because tomorrow, Cherry must picket and leave in the morning," said Ceri as she moved from her seat, in fact, Cherry is lazy to hear the continuation of Leo's story that makes no sense to her.

"Wait, Cer! Papa would like to tell you, tomorrow night Sunday, we have a family meeting with Leo and his parents" said his father, holding the hands of Cherries. Her mother was just focused on listening.

"Well! That fast, Pah!" The cherry rolled back his eyes. Not lost his sense of shock, it has been overwritten again, Mr. Darma just smiled and nodded at the answer of his daughter.

Cherry who did not want to argue, she replied with santay.

"okay! Please remind me, this is only Thursday. Cherries to the room first yes, Pah, Mah!" Cherry kissed Papa and her mother's hands before going to her room.

"Alhamdulillah yes, Mah. Cherries are not too concerned about this problem," said Mr. Darma approached his wife, and sat next to her.

"Yes, Pah, fortunately he is an understanding child," replied Bu Darma accompanied by a smile.

"Thank you, Mah. It has given birth to a beautiful angel again Soleha," said Mr. Darma while embracing his wife's shoulders.

"Together, Pah. Thanks to you too" replied Ms. Darma, leaning her head on her husband's shoulder. They both feel happy.

Meanwhile, Cherries cannot sleep in the room. He kept thinking about the match.

"Am I sure I can do this tradition? Sounds–nya already difficult and unreasonable, how to ntar ngejalanannya?"

Hana seemed to be pacing back and forth while thinking, then sitting on her bedside.

"It's okay, Hana! Your parents want the best for you. Try it, go ahead first. It's just an ordinary match, nothing else. If it doesn't match, the matchmaking and marriage can be annulled, right?" Hana tried to convince herself, she smiled even if she had to.

Then he laid his body on the bed and prepared to sleep, and wished him a good dream.

***

Early in the morning, Hannah came to school. It sweeps the classroom, wiping the glass, and cleaning the dust that sticks.

"Hem, fortunately this picket schedule is only done once a month, even if only alone, but better, than many people, even make a storm, sometimes even some do not want a picket. It's also a nice system like this," Hana smiled happily.

After finishing the picket, Hana walks downstairs, intending to go to the library, uh suddenly she crosses paths with Master BP.

"Good morning, Mom!" hapa Hana was accompanied by her friendly smile.

"Good morning, Hana! You picket today? Morning, are you done?" ask Guru BP.

"What a coincidence, Hana!" BP teacher approaches Hana.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Hana curiously.

"You help, Mother. Comewithme!" BP's teacher pulled Hana's hand to follow in her footsteps.

Ms. Eni as Counseling teacher, brought Hana into her room. Hana saw a student sitting behind her, looking at the student's back with question marks.

"Hana, there's a new student, later, he'll be one class with you. Well, incidentally Mother again there are other needs, mumpung is still very early in the morning, no one, you please invite Hasan to see this school well! You tell her the practice room, the toilet, the perpus, and any other room she needs to know, okay!" said Bu Eni with a smile and made the symbol Ok.

Hana then smiled and nodded her mark she agreed.

"Oh yeah, Mom, what was her name?" hana asked while glancing at Hasan.

"The heat! His full name is Hasan Leonil Praja Pamungkas! The kid's handsome, don't have a crush, huh?" the Canda Bu Eni

"Mother can, so I call her, Hasan, yeah!"

"Yes, sorry, Han! I live first, please take him around, mumpung still quiet,"

Bu Eni then left Hana and Hasan. Hana slowly approached Hasan who was sitting on the bench behind her.

With a slightly nervous feeling, Hana slowly patted Hasan on the shoulder. "Hay ... Ha ... Saad,"

Hana stamped when mentioning the name of the student. When patted, Hasan immediately looked back, making Hana a little nervous, moreover, Hana was familiar with the face, the face of the person who had helped her.

"You ... Ka–ka–mu that guy in the park right?" Hana said with a shocked expression mixed happily.

"Yes, do you remember? Koq you know my name!continue, you, you go to school here too?" ask Hasan flatly.

Hana smiled at Hasan's question.

"Yes, and it looks like, we're going to one class. You see, Mrs Eni, just told me. And he was also asking for help, to recognize the school environment here, well so that you do not get upset," explained Hana then sidekap.

"Oh, that!" replied Hasan neutrally, then he got up from his seat.

"Yes already ayok, we chat while walking before many students who come," said Hana.

Hana and Hasan then walked along to walk through all corners of the room at this Favorite school.

"Which way, what's your name?" hasan asked while glancing at Hana beside him.

"Call me Hana. Most of the time in school is the one who is called the name of his front," explained Hana.

"Oh, hello know ya! Oh yeah, you're in the morning at school!"

"Yes, because I have pickets, pickets at this school are delicious, one student is kicked once a month. It was just cleaning in class. It depends on the number of students as well. In my class, there are 30 students. So, fitting one-one. But this addition there is you, like ntar there are with the picket. Stay waiting for the homeroom teacher just how desperate. Oh yes, Hasan, this is the school bus, the bus here is not only for reading, but also a place to confide, hehehe! And you can also pinjem computer perpus as much, as long as, make learning, and of course can not be taken anywhere well," Hana explained while accompanied by jokes and laughter.

Hasan smiled at Hana's explanation, moreover, with the aura of Hana's face that was so dazzling. Hasan's gaze at Hana had an implied intent. Then they again walked down the school corridor, still on the first floor.